Hello! I am ShuuAkuma (I usually go by Shuu).
This is just a quick run-down of this story~

First of all, in this story I have edited Naruto's background slightly, so don't presume anything. I won't be revealing his new background straight away, but yes, he is already a shinobi in this FF.
Carrying on from this, since his background has changed I have given him a suitable personality to match this, so he will not be the usual Naruto people know (And possibly adore).

Apart from that, Please read and rate this story. I suppose the first chapter is more of an introduction than anything, just giving you the basic idea of the story, so make sure to keep an eye out for the next chapter.

You could say it was like any other a gentle breeze sweeping through the trees, eventually managing to reach the large village encased in the greenery. Thanks to the tree's, you could say the village had always been safe from any naturally strong winds, but it had always been the home grown winds that hit the hardest. The sun sat steadily in the centre of the sky to mark the middle of the day, 12 o'clock, It's fiery yellow rays pounding down on the Shinobi village. Most were outside, civilian and shinobi alike, after all they both were human and could interact were needed, the civilians trusting the shinobi to keep them safe whilst the shinobi trusted the civilians to keep the village a prosperous place. It worked both ways, something most of the inhabitants would gloat about if meeting any foreigners.
Unfortunately, for one particular boy the day wasn't going as great as the sun suggested it should have been. Not that he was much of a fan of such a bright existence anyway.

A blonde haired shinobi, no older than the age of 11, stood in the centre of a large room. The room was fitted with black out blinds - To the boys advantage - preventing the outside sun to leak into the inside world that resided inside the room. It was in the corner of the room where a much older man sat, a rather frail looking build topped with a lack of hair really did not inspire the young shinobi's respect for the man.
"Uzumaki Naruto, I think you know why you are here" The old man spoke, he was quiet with a drowsy voice.
"Hokage-Sama, I do not believe you would have called me here if you did not want to tell me yourself" The boy, Naruto, replied sincerely.
The old-looking Hokage closed his hands together, his fingers weaving in and out one another leaving him looking as if he were in prayer,
"That would be correct." The Hokage stated, watching the boy carefully, his eyes tracing the outline of his spiked hair, "I feel it is time for you to join people of your own age. You can stay with Kakashi, however two new Genin will be joining your squad."
"Is this what you requested me for?" The blonde asked in reply.
"Yes, Naruto. From tomorrow you will be place with two Genin, Sasuke Uchiha and Sakura Haruno. Along with Kakashi Hatake as the Jonin. I have high hopes for this squad so do not let me down." The old man gave a nod to the young shinobi, lifting a hand to dismiss the blonde ninja from his office.

Exiting the office, he re-emerged struck by the suns full force. He lifted his hand to cover his eyes, protecting his assets from the harsh rays that threatened him. His spare hand ran through the blonde spikes as his facade left him, being stuck with two rookies? It wasn't exactly the perfect scenario for the blonde. It was true, Naruto himself had been stuck as a Genin for all these years since his graduation at the age of 6, but his academy life wasn't as simple as others had been. Then the occurrences following his first year as a shinobi of Konohagakure made the Hokage overly cautious about allowing him to interact with other Villages whilst not under supervision, which would have been unavoidable if he partook in the Chunin exams. Despite that, most of the village knew of Naruto's skill. If in the situation to blonde would easily knock out a Chunin, and even the masked Kakashi would hesitant to stand up to the kid. Ah well, the Genin knew there was nothing he could do about it, complaining would just anger the old man, plus the fact a complaint certainly wouldn't leave Naruto in his good books.

Thinking of the devil, a certain masked man made an appearance to the blonde. Naruto had just reached Ichiraku's, albeit the boy was in possession of a lot of money from his missions the ramen bar was one of the only places he could actually buy any food. As a matter of fact, it probably was the single shop he was actually allowed to enter, not that he had tried for a while to enter other shops, after all it had become a waste of time for him. The silver haired Jonin passed some money over to Teuchi, Ichiraku's owner.
"The usual, times 2" He spoke with lazy eyes before said eyes turned to the young shinobi who placed himself on the stool next to Kakashi. "Ah, Naruto, I expect you heard about tomorrow?"
"Yeah. The old man called me in. Some girl and an Uchiha? You have your work cut out for you, Kakashi-san"
"He is Itachi's brother you know" Kakashi pointed out as the ramen arrived, two bowls of miso ramen. He pushed one of the two bowls over to the younger shinobi. "Still, I'm not interested in a rookie. But first we will have to see if they manage tomorrow's test"
"That test?" The blonde enquired before his attention was half taken by the bowl of ramen.
"If they can't complete such trivial tasks, I will send them straight back to the academy."
Naruto was sure the Jonin was smirking under the mask, but he never could really tell with him. Naruto didn't really mind though, Kakashi was someone he could get along with easily unlike most others. The one thing that did slightly spike the boys curiosity was the man's mask, although Naruto would never be caught alive admitting that.
Finishing his ramen, Naruto pushed the bowl forwards towards Teuchi, swivelling round to allow himself room to climb off the stool. He began to exit the ramen bar, holding the curtain type cover up and being half way out before turning back.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Usual place, usual time."